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Tomorrow is Saturday. Saturday is a day that most people look very forward to. Not me. Not this week, anyway.

The day will begin at 8:30 when my daughter plays soccer. Keep in mind, when I say my daughter "plays" soccer, I only say that for lack of a better explanation. She is on a soccer team. She takes the field when the game begins. She is terrible. There's no other way to explain it. But anyway, her game is nice and early tomorrow in the rain and I will be there.

At 10 am, she and her brother have a birthday party to go to. Every f**king weekend there is a birthday party. This makes no sense to me. My kids only know a finite number of other people and yet EVERY weekend there's a birthday party to go to. The math doesn't add up. I'm beginning to think that every kid celebrates their birthday 4 times a year...and throws a party for it. Whatever the case, there's another one tomorrow.

After the suspect birthday party, I will grab the kids and head to GE-2. Now, the idea of flying drones and wandering through virtual reality is very appealing...and in this case, I'll share the experience with the kids. That should be cool...BUT...

Then there's an event at the kid's school that night. I'm not sure what it's about, but I know I have to be there. WTF?

So that's my Saturday. Starts early and lasts way too long...without alcohol.

Sunday, well, I plan on watching the Ravens lose to the Vikings. Purple-on-purple violence.